You have been to a museum, perhaps you have admired a Monet, and you immediately thought: ‘What a brilliant artist, what an amazing talent, what surprising and rare gift coming from the hands of man,’ and you would be correct.
So a man or woman takes a canvas, and expresses that which can not be put into words, they create, they are satisfied, and they are glad others too appreciate their talent, and life goes on. So who gets credit for the above shown masterpiece in the sky? Answer if you can.
Men create daily; bridges are first designed, drawn, blueprinted, steel fashioned, ground surveyed, artisans employed, and presto, look at the Dubai tower. A Jewel of the Nile as it were.
But it would be the height of ignorance and rightfully stupid to say that Monet’s work was the result of a happy accident, that it was not planned, executed, and painted by someone with obvious gift.
So why then dear friend, do we not extend the same courtesy to He who supplies all men with gifts, and why do we withhold absolute reverence for He who is the greatest painter of all? Who on earth can paint a sunset like the Creator of color? What Picasso would dare compare himself with One greater?
We look and enjoy the rare glamorous sunsets that dazzle and arrest our attention, but we stop short of the infinite considerations due to He who made the palette in the first place. Man can only borrow the existing inspirations, for no man can reproduce the cobalt, the cerulean, the periwinkle, the midnight blues, the siennas, the oranges, the remarkable colors of nature, as given by the ultimate gift giver, God Himself.
What fool would stare at a blank white canvas for hours and praise the artist who did nothing? Yet, is this not what we do when we steal the glory of the Docent and put it, and him, in the trash bin? Life is no blank canvas, and the One who gives gifts to men, is Himself, the greatest painter of all. And THAT took no effort and caused no sweat.
Ask Michelangelo if there was a God, and he just may have said something like: ‘What are you stoopid? Are you brain dead? Where did these hands and fingers come from? Do you think I am smart enough to dream of this inspiration apart from he who created the brain? I am borrowing the colors of nature, yet you are acting as the thief who steals what belongs to God? Life is God’s, I am simply happy to pass along that which He has given.’
And oh, if that is not enough, we always have the word of God; that little phrase ‘according to the scriptures,’ kinda settles everything. Love that, not according to weather forecasters who are 90% wrong, not according to network broadcasters who are 90% wrong, not according to Dawkins, Hawkins, Sagan, DeGrasse who are 98% wrong, but according to the scriptures, which are 100% correct.
Thank God for His wonderful gifts to men.